Step (or two) to the Beach


Today, to chase away cobwebs, we decided to take a stroll (sarcastic laugh) down the path to the beach we used from our first house on the Bluff, very many years ago, which was closer to the old Whaling Station. This path has recently been developed with steps and is a bit tamer than the clamber we used to have. The 360-odd steps were a bit daunting, though, particularly going back, and particularly for our elderly dogs. The two elderly humans managed fine.

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A Postal Exorcise to Stamp Out Demons


Invisible creature close by; corners skip behind —

Belong in Hell to roam —

Strip from hiding and laugh as you find;

Put in cardboard, paint black, post home!

Boxing for Exorcise

 

© May 2018 Colonialist
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Twisty Paths and Greenery


For The Weekly Photo Challenge of Twisted I am revisiting the garden I got the slide from, where one can really do a visual Chubby Checker.  The most impressive twist is that most of the garden doesn’t look like a garden but just meanders into nature.

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Wordle Heads for the Bar


For the latest Wordle (352) I got too big for my boots and decided to break away entirely from the obvious pointers to a pub scene. However, my alternative of the Bar at the entrance to the Knysna Heads estuary wasn’t very successful, so I returned to the pub. That got a bit blurred after a few drinks, too. Maybe I should have included a cheetah picture! 

 

A tall ship off Knysna Heads

The Bar at the Heads we would check,
And wait while loud breakers were
animated;
Laugh when passengers staggered on deck
As if drunkness from toasting the queen’d been created;
Above, eagles watch their family on their crag —
They win our hearts and are placed on our flag.

 

At bar, check we wait for;

Loud animated laugh from a drunk starts;

Queen – eagleseyes see fall from sleeve to floor;

Part of card family to win with flush of hearts.

 

© May 2018 Colonialist
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Camelot in Durban: dazzling.


The KickstArt production of Camelot will be running from 18th May to 3rd June, which doesn’t give much time to enjoy it. How do I know you will enjoy it? Because, as I said on their Fb page before swiping their promotion below, ‘Utterly magnificent. What a superb production of this classic show. Acting, singing, sets, costumes, lighting, sound, and direction are all of the highest levels.’

‘Don’t let it be forgot

In Durban there’s a spot,

For one brief, shining season

That will feature Camelot’!*

*(Apologies to Alan J Lerner)

We took the 7-and-10 year old grandkids, and although they sat through it behaving themselves I think it was not as enjoyable for them as the pantomimes and similar they have grown to love. It does have delightful music and quite amazing spectacle (for a small theatre production) but it is more an adult story with a great deal of food for thought on the levels of forced marriages as opposed to true romance, and also how fleeting what we create will be — and yet may still have enduring qualities beyond all expectations.

The show this evening enjoyed a rapturous standing ovation.

© May 2018 Colonialist
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TWADDLE in Really Awful Rhyme


 

 

I used the 98-word Twaddle challenge to start writing anything, stop when I thought I’d got to about 98, and then do a little fine-tuning, pruning and swooning:-

 

 

 

So twaddle we send our writing efforts today?
I would twobble you to unequivocally say
We should twiddle with the words in frivolic-type play,
And should messed around with tenses,
And should lost for bad our senses,
Till with elderly-ing we will straight a steal-he gray.

Did you guessticate that ‘straight’ above was really a bad turn?
Or, with much prevarication, did you ultimately learn
That the twingly things one shorts for, one never will discern
Till they friggle with a wombat,
That’s in loving with a tomcat,
Who is trying all the universal secret stuff to learn?

© May 2018 Colonialist
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My Troeteldier Amber met verbeteringe en musiek.


(Sien Mei 11 vir oorspronklike).

Ek het ‘n paar verbeteringe gemaak asook om ‘n stuk van my ‘Trio No 2 for Alto Recorder, Piano and Violin’ by te sit.

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